Page 52 of Absolute Fulfillment
I didn’t respond, but instead stepped off the elevator. He was right, but I wasn’t gonna tell him that. I beat them to my sister’s door, but right when I was about to knock, the door opened and a giggling ass nigga almost walked into me but good thing he looked ahead.
“Who the fuck is this nigga?” Rem’s voice called out behind me.
“Fuck if I know. Jade, who is this nigga?” G responded, standing on the other side of the door.
Rem stepped in front of ol’ boy and looked down at him, expression stern. “It’s what… eight something in the morning? What you coming out of my sister’s condo for?”
“Big, dumb, goofy ass grin,” I commented, already knowing Rem’s next move.
“Empty them pockets, bitch.”
Ol’ boy looked like he was about to piss his pants. Standing all still and shit like if he didn’t move he wouldn’t be seen.
“Uh, Jade…” he called out and Rem jumped at him.
“Didn’t I tell yo’ ass to empty them pockets? You got about fifteen seconds to do it before I put you?—”
The door behind him opened and Jade peeked her head out. “What are y’all doing here? Jaye, these are my brothers.” She smiled, completely unaware that Rem was about to have this nigga empty his pockets.
He took that as his cue to slip past Reminisce. Too bad my foot was out so he tripped flat on his face.Bitch ass.
“Oh my God. Jaye, are you alright?” she asked, about to step out of the door, but we filed in.
“Hell yeah that nigga aight. Bitch ass called you out here like you were about to save him. I’on like that,” Dimitri voiced. He was the last into her condo, sure to close the door behind us so she couldn’t check on him.
“Well… one, what are y’all doing here? And two, Jaye is a pacifist.” She pulled her hoodie over her head, moving around the kitchen.
“You fucking with a nigga that’s tryna be Martin Luther King? The fuck wrong with you?” Rem’s face showed his irritation.
“He isn’t trying to be MLK. He just doesn’t believe in violence and that’s his choice.”
“Not while he’s fucking with you. Nigga better believe in pistol whipping or something,” I called out, watching Rem go straight to her refrigerator.
“Well, first of all, I’m not messing with him like that. He isn’t my type. And second, why the hell are y’all all in my business? Don’t all three of you have business of your own?”
G laughed, coming out of her pantry with a box of trail mix. “Yo, you must have bought this for the kids.”
She nodded. “I did, so why are you eating it?”
“Shit looked good.” He shrugged.
She went to grab them from him, but he had already handed Rem the box. When Rem was done he handed it to me.
She sighed. “Why are y’all here unannounced?”
Dimitri sucked his teeth. “You come through my shit unannounced all the time.”
She laughed. “So? You got with one of my good friends. What the hell do you expect? Now can somebody tell me why I have all three of y’all here? And are you okay?” She directed that last question at me.
“He called you, then I called you. You ain’t answer.”
“So because I didn’t answer the phone you came to my house?” She was confused, but I knew Rem. He didn’t like people not answering the phone. Shit… especially blood.
“Reminisce math. Now I called you ’cause I was tryna figure out where I could take Cay on some date night shit near the house. She liked it out there even though it’s isolated as fuck.”
“Um… let me think, but I don’t blame her. It’s a fucking fortress. Speaking of, don’t you have a pool?
“Hell yeah he got a pool. Motherfucking house is like the Y minus all the programs and people. This nigga got an activity in every corner.”
